Crunch, crunch!
Strange chewing noises came from Song Xiaojia's room, so loud that even Little Zhang, the Guard in front of her, was somewhat surprised.
"Dr. Song, what are you eating...?"
"Heh, something delicious, of course. What, do you want some too?"
Song Xiaojia had already closed her mouth. Her eyes brimmed with allure, and the sight sent a rush of blood through Little Zhang. Clearly, however, he had something more important to do today.
"Tonight, I'll show you what I can do..."
"I can already feel it."
Elsewhere, the Warlock Luo arrived downstairs at his home. Ever since returning from duty, his right hand had never left his pocket.
Because inside his pocket was a fruit that should never have existed.
The purple fruit picked from the black tree was being kept in a sealed case, so what exactly was the fruit in his pocket?
With that question in mind, the Warlock Luo returned home.
"Daddy!"
The moment he entered, his adorable daughter came flying toward him.
Luo scooped her up, then went through the standard doting-father routine: kisses, cuddles, and lifting her high...
Although Luo was a Warlock, he was in decent physical shape. His daughter was also very light, so picking her up was naturally no problem.
"Have you been good today, sweetie?"
"Of course!"
His daughter was adorable, and his wife was very caring as well. After Luo put their daughter down, she brought him his shoes, then took off his coat and hung it on the rack.
"Dinner's ready. Let's eat."
Luo looked at his wife and daughter, a contented smile spreading across his face.
"All right."
The family ate together happily, with Luo's wife chatting to him about everyday household matters throughout the meal.
Luo chimed in now and then.
As for his